My first story involving non-anthro pony related shenanigans, it contains epic stuffing, fattening to immobile blobby proportions, and worst of all, PONIES D8

I did this as a bit of an ode to the writers and artists of the fat pony side of the fandom who never cease to make my day that little bit brighter with their words and pictures of glorious pony pudge, so here's to you, guys. :3

Enjoy~!

---

The sound of lips smacking together and the clatter of an empty plate echoed through the halls of Canterlot castle as Princess Celestia finished off a cake given to her by the element of laughter, the pink earth pony known as Pinkie Pie. The little pony had literally appeared out of nowhere in the castle earlier bouncing around, scaring the horse apples out of the guards and rambling on about something special for Celestia herself. Curious, the alicorn had allowed her in (Although seeing as Pinkie was one of the elements she would have anyway) to speak with her. “Hi Princess guess what day it is!?” she had shouted as she hopped into the throne room, grinning ear to ear like the loon that she was. “Oh, hello Pinkie Pie” Celestia had said” “What brings you to Canterlot?” “Well today’s a super duper special day for you so I had to come all the way here and have a party!” Pinkie replied with another wild grin. “A special day?” Celestia asked, puzzled. “Duuuuh! Its Princess Appreciation Day and I got you some yummy food and stuff to celebrate!” Celestia furrowed her brow, Princess Appreciation Day? Why had she never heard of it? Surely Pinkie was joking! “Pinkie, I am not aware of such a day” she began “Are you sure that-““Yep yep and yep! There totally is a super special awesome Princess Appreciation Day! Luna told me so!” she giggled. Ah, *Luna*. The princess of the night no doubt had tricked the poor pony for her own amusement. But then again, Luna had developed a mischievous sense of humor after spending some time on Nightmare Night in Ponyville, which was certainly better than her old completely serious manner.

“Well, what does one do on this day then, Pinkie Pie?” she enquired. “Oh its suuuuuper duuuuuper easy peasy lemon squeezy Princess! You just sit right there and we give you all kinds of yummy in the tummy food and tell you how much we love you!” Pinkie cheered. We? She wasn’t alone? And wait, food? She was going to just feed her a lot? “Um, that sounds very nice little one, but, “we”? Who are you here with?” Celestia was a little confused. “Surprise!” shouted several, recognizable voices. Twilight and her friends! The group had somehow been hiding in the room while Pinkie talked to her, and they all had plates upon plates of food with them, from apple pies to donuts to cakes! “Oh! Hello Twilight, hello my little ponies.” Celestia smiled. “Hello Princess! Pinkie told us that today was special and that we should all chip in to get you something sweet, so, we kind of almost ran Sugarcube Corner dry with this, and Applejack’s family are exhausted!” the unicorn chuckled. The Princess looked up beyond them and her mouth fell open; Mr. and Mrs. Cake were standing sheepishly behind the mane six, smiling nervously, like awaiting approval, and what looked like the entire Apple family were all somehow crammed in too, grinning their rural, earthly grins. Celestia couldn’t just say no, that would be very rude and mean. “Well…I guess it’s time for lunch then, isn’t it?” she sighed with a smile, knowing this was not going to end well for her figure.

Everyone murmured in excitement as Pinkie put the first plate in front of their ruling monarch, a large chocolate cake, slathered with frosting. Celestia’s stomach rumbled a little at it, she did love cake. With a lick of her lips she had levitated it with her magic and began to take bites out of it, savouring the delicious taste as each bite was gulped into her stomach.

That was ten minutes ago, and she had finished the third cake with gusto, the lovely taste making her forget just how much the ponies had brought for her. “Mmm, that was delicious!” she sighed, giving the Cake family a much needed nod of approval. “We did our best Princess!” Mrs. Cake giggled nervously “We’re glad you enjoyed it…there’s more to come too!” “M-more?” she gasped as she snapped out of her cake lust, she had forgotten they had brought what looked like their entire store’s inventory with them. Celestia’s stomach, once flat, had started to bulge just ever so slightly, a little paunch of solid white fur to make room for the cakes she had eaten. It didn’t hurt, but it did feel tight. “Of course! We were told to bake as much as possible your majesty!” Mr. Cake added. Pinkie shoved several more plates of cakes over to Celestia with some speed and looked up at her with childish wonder. With a sincere smile the alicorn began eating those too, her rounded belly gurgling and bloating more with each morsel, making her feel more and more stuffed. The feeding went on for an entire hour; morsel after morsel, plate after plate, pony after pony approaching her and offering more and more food to the blimping royalty. By the time she had finished off all the Cake family’s treats and Pinkie’s own stash of sweets, Celestia’s stomach stretched down to the floor, easily meeting her hooves. And it *ached*. Each breath drew a painful pulse from her overfilled gut, she felt ready to split open, and it gurgled and whined angrily at everyone around her, and her face, chest and parts of that bloated mass of belly were smeared in frosting, sprinkles and chocolate from the many treats fed to her.

“Aww Princess, your tummy sounds sore…” Pinkie said quietly, looking guilty, she hadn’t intended to give the ruler they adored so much a wicked tummy ache, she just wanted to show how much she loved her! “We’re really sorry…” “Yeah, sorry too Princess Celestia…” everyone said, lowering their heads. Oh, she couldn’t bear to be angry with them at this though, good intentions with odd results, and to see the poor Apple family’s feast go to waste, despite her imminent detonation… “Mmmf…my little ponies, I” she paused to unleashed a loud belch, sending flecks of crumbs everywhere “I forgive you all, do not be sad!” she hiccupped. “R-really?” Twilight asked, looking up at her idol and mentor. “Yes, now, as much as I believe my stomach will rupture, doesn’t Applejack’s family have some food for me?” she smirked. “You bet yer flank we do yer highness!” the orange earth pony beamed, motioning her massive family over. “We got apple pie, apple fritters, apple strudel, apple ice cream…” she rattled off a list, which was making Celestia’s overtaxed tummy gurgle partially in pain and partially in hunger, she still had some room left and she was *not* going to let such a bounty go to waste, she liked a challenge, and eating all that without bursting definitely seemed like one. “…Uh, looks like we might have tah feed ya, yer highness…” Applejack grinned awkwardly, seeing how massive the princess was, and how exhausted she was, no doubt making her magic weak. “That is fine Applejack, you may feed me.” She burped, opening her mouth invitingly, beckoning them to continue this stuffing.

Everyone pitched in, from Applejack to Rarity to Rainbow Dash, to shove apple related foodstuffs into Celestia’s maw, and she gobbled them up mindlessly, each bite bringing with it another surge of pain but also a feeling of satisfaction, like part of her *liked* this, which perplexed her. Her vast belly groaned and gurgled as it began growing in all directions, pushing her legs up and rendering her immobile, but she didn’t care, her mind was too busy processing the mixed messages this gorging was giving her. Eventually, it was over, just as the sun began to set (Albeit slower with her weakened magic) and Luna began to raise the moon, her loud cackled of having caused all this could be heard for miles. “All gone yer highness!” Applejack chirped, eliciting a cheer from around the throne room. Celestia didn’t answer, she was almost unconscious, her stomach alone was a six foot mass of solid, drum tight white fur that made ominous burbles and sloppy, wet gushes and gurgling sounds, she was covered in leftovers from the stuffing and her face was a mask of pained, almost happy drowsiness. “I think we should leave her until morning Everypony, she needs to rest.” Twilight said softly, ushering the crowd out as Celestia’s guards looked at each other in amusement and confusion at having witnessed all this.

The sun rose slowly the next morning, bathing the throne room in glorious mosaics of light as it filtered through the stained glass windows. Pale purple eyes slowly opened as the light fell upon then and a loud yawn escaped the mouth of Celestia, who smacked her lips together as she shook sleep from her. It was a lovely morning and she could do with a nice drink of tea, perhaps trade funny anecdotes with her guards like she always did, but first, a bath, as she always started her mornings with. She took a step and…”W-what!?” she gasped, as her situation slowly dawned upon her: She was a huge, immobile, completely helpless blob. A white, vast mass with limbs, even her wings, sucked into overlapping flabby rolls. Her head was nestled into crevice formed by her bowling ball sized cheeks and multitude of chins, and her blubbery form spilled all over the room, her plot was so big it had consumed her throne and sagged to the sides off the raised dais on which it sat. As she tried to comprehend this the doors flew upon as Twilight and co timidly entered the room. “Uh…we just found out that Luna made the Princess Appreciation Day up as a prank and-oh” she stopped dead. Her eyes gazed over the room spanning royal blob that was Princess Celestia, whose own gaze met hers back, it wasn’t anger or even annoyance, but mere shock and bewilderment at her size. Before anyone could say anything however, Luna flew in from up high whooping with laughter. “Haza! The flabbiness has been…increased so much I don’t know what the name for it is!” she giggled madly, getting frowns from the many ponies in the hall. “Luna! This wasn’t funny; you tricked us, and look at what you did to your older sister!” Rarity chastised “Yes, um, you made her very big, and that’s terrible!” Fluttershy squeaked.

“Oh come on! You cannot deny that it was a well done trick, and Celestia looks really comfy as a huge sun sized blimp! Don’t you dear sister?” Luna grinned, smushing a hoof into Celestia’s belly flab, sending a ripple across its surface. “Mmf…I, I do feel rather…snug.” She mumbled, her fat face making talking a bit difficult. “And warm…” Pinkie bounced through the group over to Celestia and gave her blobby form a huge hug “Mmmm~! You’re both a super awesome princess and the softest most cuddletastic thing I’ve ever hugged!” she said, sinking into the expanse of blubber alarmingly far. “Needs to be about twenty percent fatter.” Rainbow Dash joked, getting a shove from Applejack. Fluttershy slowly approached her and also gently hugged the princess. “You’re the best princess ever” she muttered softly, rubbing the fleshy mass tenderly with her hoof. All the ponies started feeling how soft and doughy Celestia was and decided that she *did* feel really nice as a blob, and Celestia herself, once the initial shock and urge to squash her little demon of a sister faded, found her immense stomach growling with enough force to send epic jiggles across her entire frame, making the room go silent once more. “…Does anyone have any more cake?” she chuckled with a blush, licking her lips once again.